I’m currently listening to the film score to ‘The Hunt From Red October’ by Basil Poledouris. Action movie generic but with a Russian vibe. Liking it. It’s all part of my Tom Clancy mourning process, which clashes with my stubborn refusal to actually read one of his books. I have also just replayed Rainbow Six Colon Vegas on Xbox, which hasn’t held up that well, frankly.
I also watched ‘Into The Blue’ with Paul Walker and Jessica Alba as part of the same mourning process for Paul Walker, but just ended up staring at Alba’s perfect body the entire time. As did Paul walker, I shouldn’t imagine. I don’t even fancy Jessica Alba, but the body was just hypnotic.
Next up, become a beacon of hope for millions of black South Africans. It’s one of my trickier challenges for sure, being a middle class white guy from Bromley, but hey. I bet Leonard Nimoy could do it, if he wanted to.
Needless to say, my Pete Seeger playlist is on repeat too – although have you checked out actually how many people have died already in 2014? It’s staggering. Seriously, go to Wikipedia ‘Deaths in 2014’. Pages of dead folk who will never see another February, and that’s just the tip of the deathberg – being only people famous enough to actually have a Wikipedia page.
I have gone through all the deaths on January 2nd, my birthday, and have picked one out at random. Welcome to Nev Pitty-Rose’s blog R. Crosby Kemper, Jr. – ‘American Banker and Philanthropist’. Well that’s a profession and an attribute that don’t often go hand-in-hand. Apparently, his father was ‘R. Crosby Kemper Snr.’ Not big on imaginative naming conventions back in the 20s. Still, better than ‘Kai’. He served in WW2 and was President of United Missouri Bank for over 45 years. Wow, I struggle to stay in a job for 45 minutes.
OK, so now I have picked out Mr. Kemper, I will make a small donation to the Kemper Museum of Contemporary Art, ‘in the heart of Kansas City, Missouri’, which he was founder and patron and other important, philanthropical things.
What a nice chap, although indulging one’s hobby in modern art and then opening a museum ‘for the city’ and then charging folk to go and see the art isn’t vastly philanthropic. Perhaps he did other things too, and I certainly don’t want to bad-mouth someone who was probably a top chap, and who died on my birthday.
I feel the same way about Bruce Willis’ band – he’s not a great singer, not even a good one - it’s only a hobby of his, but he charges top dollar to go and see him, and most folk don’t are about the shit faux-blues he sings anyway, they just want to go see ‘Bruce Fuckin’ Willis’, and he knows that, of course he does, but he still charges top dollar anyway. I think it’s kinda mean. (Although I would definitely sign up to a Bruno Radolini gig, if you catch my drift, which nobody will.)
Same goes for you, Seagal.
I listened to song the other day by Jerry Reed called ‘You Got The Goldmine, I Got the Shaft’. I am fairly certain this is the best song title of all time. If you disagree, then please do comment, but prepare to be utterly wrong.
I also watched ‘Into The Blue’ with Paul Walker and Jessica Alba as part of the same mourning process for Paul Walker, but just ended up staring at Alba’s perfect body the entire time. As did Paul walker, I shouldn’t imagine. I don’t even fancy Jessica Alba, but the body was just hypnotic.
Next up, become a beacon of hope for millions of black South Africans. It’s one of my trickier challenges for sure, being a middle class white guy from Bromley, but hey. I bet Leonard Nimoy could do it, if he wanted to.
Needless to say, my Pete Seeger playlist is on repeat too – although have you checked out actually how many people have died already in 2014? It’s staggering. Seriously, go to Wikipedia ‘Deaths in 2014’. Pages of dead folk who will never see another February, and that’s just the tip of the deathberg – being only people famous enough to actually have a Wikipedia page.
I have gone through all the deaths on January 2nd, my birthday, and have picked one out at random. Welcome to Nev Pitty-Rose’s blog R. Crosby Kemper, Jr. – ‘American Banker and Philanthropist’. Well that’s a profession and an attribute that don’t often go hand-in-hand. Apparently, his father was ‘R. Crosby Kemper Snr.’ Not big on imaginative naming conventions back in the 20s. Still, better than ‘Kai’. He served in WW2 and was President of United Missouri Bank for over 45 years. Wow, I struggle to stay in a job for 45 minutes.
OK, so now I have picked out Mr. Kemper, I will make a small donation to the Kemper Museum of Contemporary Art, ‘in the heart of Kansas City, Missouri’, which he was founder and patron and other important, philanthropical things.
What a nice chap, although indulging one’s hobby in modern art and then opening a museum ‘for the city’ and then charging folk to go and see the art isn’t vastly philanthropic. Perhaps he did other things too, and I certainly don’t want to bad-mouth someone who was probably a top chap, and who died on my birthday.
I feel the same way about Bruce Willis’ band – he’s not a great singer, not even a good one - it’s only a hobby of his, but he charges top dollar to go and see him, and most folk don’t are about the shit faux-blues he sings anyway, they just want to go see ‘Bruce Fuckin’ Willis’, and he knows that, of course he does, but he still charges top dollar anyway. I think it’s kinda mean. (Although I would definitely sign up to a Bruno Radolini gig, if you catch my drift, which nobody will.)
Same goes for you, Seagal.
I listened to song the other day by Jerry Reed called ‘You Got The Goldmine, I Got the Shaft’. I am fairly certain this is the best song title of all time. If you disagree, then please do comment, but prepare to be utterly wrong.
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